A bonfire was lit in the courtyard, and there were many torches around it, which lit up as if it were daytime. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 On the table next to info, there are various plates lined up with fish that have been grilled in various ways.

Northerners eat very little fish, but after all, there are Jiangnan people in Xu Pingzhuang, and there are memories brought by Xu Ping from his previous life, so the means of making fish are naturally not comparable to the surrounding villages. I brought the fish back and easily made a whole fish feast.

In the firelight, several guests who came were all red and full of oil. They have never seen such a colorful way to eat fish, and even a few Jiangnan people are also addicted.

Xu Ping picked up the cup and drank a large cup of tea, swallowed it in one gulp, and said to everyone: "I drank too much, some of the top, go back and rest first, you just have fun!" ”

Li Jian hurriedly stood up and wanted to come over to support Xu Ping.

Xu Ping waved his hand: "No need, you are here to accompany a few officials, don't be cold." In addition, if there is such an opportunity, please ask for advice and teaching, this kind of opportunity is not easy to come across. ”

Li Jing nodded yes.

Today, by the pond, everyone was overjoyed to see the abundant catch, and Li Jing also took the opportunity to ask for advice. But in the end, I was absent-minded at that time, and I didn't go into details. Wait for a while, full of wine and food, it is Li Jing's opportunity.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Xu Ping was taken by a banker and returned to the small courtyard where he used to live.

The trees obscured the starlight, and the courtyard looked a little gloomy.

Xu Ping asked Zhuang Ke to put the kerosene lamp on the stone table and said to him, "You go back, I'll sit here alone." ”

Everything is still the same as it was back then, the stone table and stone bench under the tree, the small kitchen next to it, the small briquette stove outside the kitchenette. Not far away, in the shed where the koji was dried, it seems that the smell of sake is still exuding.

Things are not people, Xu Ping sat on the stone bench, looking at this familiar everything, a little trance.

It was in this small courtyard that Xu Ping began his life in this world. From cultivating wasteland, to raising cattle and sheep, to brewing wine and making sugar, reading and writing articles, step by step to the present.

At that time, life was monotonous and carefree, without so many troubles now, and I didn't feel how rare it was before, but if I lost it, I could never get it back.

Looking at the small briquette stove, Xu Ping suddenly wanted to show off.

Back then, the little girl walked into her life with a small baggage, and walked out of Xu's house with a small burden last year, when she came in, she was still an ignorant child, and when she went out, she was already a big girl.

Now Xiuxiu has changed a lot, people have become cheerful and stable, even in front of Xu Ping, they can talk about life calmly. Today's Xiuxiu has supported her own family, her younger brother is studying in Guozijian, and her parents are not tired of doing some farm work. Without the brocade clothes and food when he was in the Xu family, the coarse tea and light rice lived a down-to-earth life.

Or this is the day Xiuxiu wants, at least when she comes to see Xu Ping, she is always happy.

However, in Xu Ping's heart, Xiuxiu is always the seven or eight-year-old girl who sits on the steps in front of his door with a small burden, and it seems that she will never grow up. However, unconsciously, Xiuxiu still grew up.

Sighing, Xu Ping turned around and looked at everything in the yard, thinking about those days before, a little distracted.

The moon rose, shedding dappled light in the courtyard, and the shadows were full of shadows.

A cool breeze blew, Xu Ping suddenly came back to his senses, looked around, and somehow couldn't sit still. Got up and walked around the yard with a restless mind.

Knowing that he is back, Xiuxiu will come to the village tomorrow to see herself. In the past year, Xiuxiu has seen Xu Ping every one or two months, and there is nothing to do, just sit together and gossip. It's like before, Xiuxiu likes to nag in front of Xu Ping when she is happy or unhappy, and she doesn't expect Xu Ping to comfort her, and she forgets about it after nagging.

Now Xiuxiu doesn't talk about her own affairs in front of Xu Ping, she talks about the weather, the rain, and even the harvest in the field, but she doesn't talk about her own affairs and her own mood.

Walking to the door and looking at the steps where Xiuxiu had sat for a while, Xu Ping shook his head and entered the house.

After putting the kerosene lamp in the study, Xu Ping sat down at the desk.

It was here that Xu Ping taught Xiuxiu to write, taught her to read, and slowly became no longer like a little peasant girl.

Does Xiuxiu still read now? Xu Ping didn't know, and Xiuxiu never mentioned these things, as if she had forgotten about them.

Sighing, Xu Ping picked up the paper and spread it on the table, studied the ink, and picked up the pen, but he didn't know what to write.

He was stunned for a while with the pen, and it wasn't until a large puddle of ink fell on the paper that Xu Ping came back to his senses and sighed again.

Some people, some things, can only exist in memories, and this room is full of memories.

The pen fell on the paper, and after a while, Xu Ping wrote the word "soil".

Looking at the word "soil", Xu Ping was distracted for a while, and finally forgot about Xiuxiu for a while, thinking about what he wanted to write. Today's conversation in the field made Xu Ping determined to write a "Book of Agriculture". With the knowledge of his previous life, coupled with his own efforts over the years, Xu Ping felt that he could accomplish this task.

There were also many "Agricultural Books" in this era, and the most famous one was naturally "Qi Min Yaoshu", where there were many kinds of bread and descriptions. It's a pity that Xu Ping feels that it is still a little unsystematic.

Xu Ping also had no concept of the compilation of the "Book of Agriculture", and after thinking about it, he still used the "Eight-Character Constitution of Agriculture" that he had learned in his previous life as the outline, and compiled all the knowledge he knew. If it cannot be included, it will be supplemented.

This may not be perfect, but it can systematically explain the relevant techniques of agriculture.

The specific content of the "eight-character constitution on agriculture" summed up in the fifties and sixties can change with the changes in specific time and space conditions, but with this as the outline, it is still possible to explain agricultural technology in a general way.

The first word "soil" mainly refers to soil survey, land planning, and a reasonable farming system. At that time, it mainly referred to deep ploughing, but now there is no need to emphasize this, and the specific farming methods should be appropriately adjusted according to the actual situation.

The second word "fertilizer" refers to reasonable fertilization, and in this era, only farmhouse fertilizer can be used.

The third word, "water", refers to the construction of water conservancy and rational irrigation methods, and there is also a lot to be done now.

The fourth word, "seed", is naturally the key to cultivating and popularizing improved seeds, and it is the key to increasing yield.

The fifth word "dense", reasonable dense planting, the key is the word reasonable.

The sixth word "protection", plant protection, is mainly to prevent and control pests and diseases.

The seventh word "management", of course, is field management, cultivating and weeding, etc., which is also very important.

The eighth word "work", the reform of various farm tools, Xu Ping is doing.

Xu Ping planned to use these eight characters as an outline to write an agricultural book called "Eight Characters of Agricultural Affairs" and write out his agricultural knowledge. (To be continued.) )